Jesus Gave Me My Own TV Station

I had the feeling I was laying on my back under sheets when it was light outside, but I knew it was still dark in my room where I was sleeping. What I was doing is I was holding the bed sheet up over my head and somehow I was thinking questions, and both the questions and some answers to them would appear on the sheet as if it were a scrolling LED board.

At first, the LED board would scroll what I thought backwards at me.

me: "What is this message?"

led board: (written) "egassem siht si tahW"

The letter A it used surprised me because it did not look normal. It was more like a Uncial a.

me: "Why would you use that form of the letter A?"

led board: (written) "It is the way the letter appears in magazines."

me: "What magazines do you read?"

led board: (written) "I don't read them, it's just where I got the letter."

me: "What is your name?"

At this point my field of view turned into a somewhat jittery green console screen of text. Words began to fly by at a much faster rate. Answers like "ELMER" and "WEST" came up.

me: "Hey, wait! Slow down!"

Rather than slow down the field of view turned into where I was in a large auditorium where people could type questions at me and I would answer them. There was some sort of teacher on the stage who was moderating this. A girl introduced herself to me and it was somewhere halfway between her talking and typing.

nathanye: (the girl) "My name is like a name you know NATHAN, except it has an E on the end so it is pronounced 'Nathanye'"

me: "Okay. Hello Nathanye."

teacher: "Scientists and academics are running probes against you almost every day now, it is bearing incredible amounts of information, you are of great significance."

me: "That's good to know..."

Some other people introduced themselves, but the auditorium was very full. I got distracted by a couple of LED marquee boards in the room.

me: (pointing) "Earlier, before I showed up here, I had the impression I was reading one of these boards. At one point it was backwards. There was an issue with it using an odd capital A."

teacher: "What? Oh. I see what you mean there. Okay... we got it."

me: "If I may turn the discussion away from introductions, I'd like to ask something metaphysical. You talk about running probes and I am curious as to if you really understand what is going on enough to know how our connection works. Who is to say that a third party isn't running something to connect us? Can you really tell?"

teacher: "You raise a correct point, the universe has no inside or outside. But when gathering data you only know what the reading is on the instrument. This is how we work."

As I awoke, I was looking at a fairly cleanly designed webpage that had many ads on it, but I got the sense that the ads had been laid out in a purposeful way. Areas of the page which had certain color borders had been coordinated with the animated ad.

One ad had a picture of about 12 people or so, almost like you were looking at faces in a jury box. The caption said something to the effect of "Not all Humans are what they seem" and you could see that one of the people in the box had a mask on over some other kind of robot or alien or form underneath. Another ad would blink through pieces of text that said something like:

Currently I am experimenting with using Disqus for comments, however it is configured that you don't have to log in or tie it to an account. Simply check the "I'd rather post as a guest" button after clicking in the spot to type in a name.

The accounts written here are as true as I can manage. While the
words are my own, they are not independent creative works of fiction
—in any intentional way. Thus I do not consider the material to
be protected by anything, other than that you'd have to be
crazy to want to try and use it for genuine purposes (much less
disingenuous ones!) But who's to say?